The way out

All the boxes we're put in,

their

wallssoclose

boxes

within

boxes

lid

upon

lid

Concrete departments

Someone drew windows

on the sides

to show us the way out

but it distracts

The way out is not

forward

or

backward

or

left

or

right

or

up

or

down

It is within

There, we might escape our narrow confinements

and redefine our terms

Then, we can see that the walls are not concrete,

but corrugated PAPER

Fragile, and persishable

- A. Millar